The Siege Inside My Chest

A cycle of poems «Your Love Was My Siege Weapon»

Iron dusk fell on my soul,
Drums of longing took their toll,
Chains of silence, unrest -
The siege inside my chest.

Steel and sorrow build the wall,
Every heartbeat heard the call.

The siege inside my chest,
No refuge and no rest,
Battles rage beneath my vest,
Hope and fear put to the test -
The siege inside my chest.

Shadows breach each guarded gate,
Wounds of love that resonate,
Faith and armor suffocate,
But still I fight my fate.

Steel and sorrow build the wall,
Every heartbeat heard the call.

The siege inside my chest,
No refuge and no rest,
Battles rage beneath my vest,
Hope and fear put to the test -
The siege inside my chest.

Banners torn in midnight’s hold,
All my secrets bought and sold,
Memory is hard and cold,
Yet defiance makes me bold.

If I could break the lines and run,
Would you follow - would you shun?
Or stand beside the war begun -
Until the siege is done?

When dawn breaks and fires cease,
Scars may fade, perhaps some peace,
But through the battles I attest -
I lived the siege inside my chest.